Epic Adventures of Lady Gwendalyn (Part 1)

There once was a Lady named Gwendalyn no one thought was smart nor good for anything useful. At the time she was 15 there happened to be a battle raging against the dragons; neither side was winning, the soldiers tired were becoming.

“I can help,” Lady Gwendalyn spoke. “But as usual no one would listen because they think all she does is sit and never think about them.” She closed up her room and said not a word to a soul. And left the palace to kill the main foe. “Useless I’m not,” Lady Gwendalyn thought. “I’ll show them all just what a young Lady can do.”

“Where has Lady Gwendalyn gone?” asked he, Lord Amadeus by name, “She has left me without one to love, so I must go find her no matter the cost!” He left unprepared for what await him. The love of his life might just be in danger, and he would be there to rescue her from that thing.

“I do hope Amadeus will not follow my footprints, for if he does, I may not succeed in my mission of killing the main foe.” When Lady Gwendalyn stopped for the night, she told the innkeeper to steer any young man coming after her in the wrong direction. “I must do this alone, in silence, as well. I will end the battle once and for all, and tell it to my kin!” Early in the morning, Lady Gwendalyn snuck from her room. Upon hearing the voice of her lover so dear, she climbed out a window on the highest floor. The drop was quite far but, nothing could scare this brave young Lady who all ignored.

Someone caught her before she hit the ground, a someone she did not know. “Who be you?” she asked without fear. “I want the name of my rescuer.” “Fair Lady I be King Tarantula, King of the Dragons whom you seem to be seeking. I have but one question of you: why do you seek us in time of need?” “I seek you to end the battle,” Lady Gwendalyn replied without fear. “My people are beginning to tire but can not give up without winning the fight.” She looked at the Dragon King, straight into his eyes without fear. She saw she could trust him. And he would trust her. “My people too are tiring of this. We need to leave but you make it impossible to leave without much damage to my Kingdom, and I can not let that happen!” The Dragon King paused and looked deep into Lady Gwendalyns eyes. “Will you accept my hospitality and join me for breakfast?”

Not seeing the danger in this simple proposal, Lady Gwendalyn replied “Of course my King. You shall have the pleasure of my company for breakfast.” Off the Dragon King flew, our good Lady on his back in peace, thinking good thoughts while he thought different of her. He always wanted a human Queen, so here was his chance to keep her, and never regret that his soldiers had died for this spoil of war.